#(c: felicity)

[lemmeknowimreal]

@spideysmuses // felicity x felix

"C'mon, Cookie! Kick some ass!"

It was definitely not something all the other middle schooler-moms were yelling out into the crowd, but Felicity fancied herself different from the rest of the pack. If the other parents didn't want to cheer their kids on as hard as she did, that was on them. Hell, she would cheer for her son with a megaphone if she was allowed to bring one on school property. Her littler daughter, Christina, even joined in on the fun; sans the profanities, of course.

"Go big bro!" she yelled out at him before taking a seat.

Today was the school's first track and field meet of the year, and Cookie's first race ever. Felicity knew how much it meant to him for not only his mom to be there, but his dad too—which was why Felix was also in attendance. After a couple more woos! in the direction of the track, she sat down on the cold metal bleachers and turned to the father of her son.

"You know, it means a lot to Cookie that you're here right now. Thanks for showing up."

[missheatherlee]

Sitting down at the table, Heather sipped her beer as she watched Felicity sign. At the question she gave a frown. 'I...don't really think there's anything. At least not on the top of my head. What about you? Is there anything you've been itching to try?'

Felicity got them each one drink to start, handing one to Heather and finding a spot for them with a table so they could set the drinks down and still sign. “Maybe you’re right, I’ve been feeling the same. No matter what work I’m given, there’s only so much I can do with what we know,” she frowned. “Why don’t you try something new? There has to be something you’re interested in trying.”

[talesoftheraysen]

[the-halfling-prince]

yeah.

[simsoftheoperarchive]

While everyone in the house was sleeping, Felicity enjoyed the company of her little brother.

[glitteringxgilderoy]

"It was odd, like..." He tilted his head and tried to remember even as it faded. "Like something soft, and distant." Gilderoy pursed his lips and then shrugged. "I can't remember more. But I'm glad it wasn't just me."

"was I dreaming?" felicity asked with a furrowed brow. "no. I heard that music." she was certain of it. "if you heard it too, then it is certainly not in my head only."

[silly-shady]

D: *Speaking to Nabil and Felicity Callebaut* I love me some good femboyish fusions. :3

Felicity Callebaut: A what-boy?... [Let me remind you Felix is old] - Wait, the other half of me doesn't know what a femboy is???

Nabil: Mr. Felix, she means she likes that the fusions we are in are men that look like women. A little odd, but... Thanks, I suppose.

[wintcrstcrfall]

Not expecting anything less from Felicity, Ben accepted the small victory and decided not to let the other details to turn his mood sour. After all it was better than he had ever expected, really, so it could be still counted as a very successful end of the day. "Well I wouldn't call myself in such a grandiose way but fine, okay. It's whatever you decide, always." This time, unlike a moment not too long, his fingers tapped on the wheel as the car slowly proceeded forwards. It felt like equally the worst and the best traffic jam he had been in and that summed their situation pretty well. Yet if given the opportunity to go all the way back and try something else for this day, Ben did not feel all that keen on changing any of his decisions.

One quick look back at her as she was smirking, clearly noticing his not so subtle plan of getting a hold of her number, and the man felt this ridiculous desire to grin right back at her. He managed to get that feeling of his under control and instead replied with his phone number, a hint of pride in his voice. "The lead is yours, Fel. Whenever you want. I won't push even if you do give me your number. If not anything else, I am a man of my word." And luckily - or not - at that moment the cars in front of them slowly cleared away and Benjamin could speed up once more, taking Felicity home to her kids.

She tried her best to withhold a grimace at the thought of Benjamin driving her to work every morning. While it would've been nice to not have to worry about rushing out the door and catching the bus, Felicity knew that her kids were going to be running out at about the same time. If she could choose, she wouldn't bring another fleeting man in their lives, and as it stood, Ben was in that category. At least Ben had recognized her hesitance and backed off.

"I appreciate it, but you don't need to be my on-call chauffeur," she responded with a soft chuckle. "Besides, I have bus rides that're gonna expire in a couple of weeks. Better use them up." Another excuse, but an excuse nonetheless, to buffer the distance between them. Felicity just wanted to play it safe.

More at ease now, she looked straight at the road ahead of them and watched the patterns of the cars around her. A coy smirk adorned her lips when she heard Ben's next words, though, knowing that although it was valid to need her number if he was going to be driving her, there had to be some ulterior motive as well. "Fine," she said, pulling out her phone. "I usually get out at three, but sometimes I end later if some of the patients are having complications. But I'll text you first. What's your number?"

[monologhidiunamarea]

Prepararsi per l'ultima serata io in bagno e tu in camera che mi aspetti. Queste ferie sono state....piene di sorprese. Piene di attese che vedono la luce, quando arriva quel che tanto aspettavj , tempo. Questo tempo che ci scivola dalle mani , questa vita che corre. Quest'anno mi ha fatto capire quanto il tempo che dai a qualcuno è tempo che levi a qualcos'altro. Il segreto sta nel prendere il tempo che ci rimane e viverlo senza sprecarlo, renderlo unico , renderlo talmente unico da non rivivere mai lo stesso tempo nemmeno con la stessa persona. E quando trovi quella persona che ti fa vivere attimi vividi e intensi sempre diversi nonostante possano essere uguali come semplicemente parlare be allora quando trovi quella persona... Vivi tutto il tempo che ti è concesso con quella. Quanto il tempo insieme sembra non bastare mai ,quando perdi fiato e battiti insieme a quella persona allora afferrala. E chissenefrega se può sembrare una pazzia , chissenefrega se sarà piena di ostacoli perché sai che ne vale la pena perché non troverai mai la stessa identica cosa in un'altra persona. Non troverai mai questo da un'altra parte . Sono passati due anni di più da quando ti ho (ri)conosciuto e da quel momento non abbiamo mai smesso di renderci unici.

E guardare la mano e vedere brillare quei due anelli...essere tua in una maniera totale e vulnerabile senza paura. Perché ora proprio adesso , proprio mentre infilo il vestito di stasera mi guardo e si , sono la tua meravigliosa Fidanzata.

[original-character-championship]

Bracket C Round 1

Poll 22

Mary Lanson (@3li4z) vs. Felicity Han (@kalliopii)

171. Mary Lanson (@3li4z)

She/her

She is aro ace autism swag, tragic back story, a cultists, has a mix of a southern-new York accent.

Tw: abuse & cults

Some more info:

Born too a super religious family

Has 5 siblings, primarily psychology abused by their step father

Currently in an autistic burn out

She loves lemons

Got indoctrinated into a cult that started as a support group, and was in a Vulnerable position to get indoctrinated due to lack of a support system nearby

F, Brown hair, red and blue streak, eyes that are green. Caucasian. Wearing a turtle neck underneath the top of a suit

172. Felicity Han (@kalliopii)

She/Her

Felicity, local girlboss, loves to create. She’s a fashionista, a seamstress, and most of all, about to snap at a moments notice. She’s so normal. So normal, in fact, that when she found a mad scientist in her trash can, she decided that this was just a regular thing and invited him inside. She is the Connecticut Clark. Her parents want her to get a trophy husband, she ended up with a strange trash man that is convinced she’s his evil hench woman. He drags her around to do morally questionable things while she tries to keep his ever increasing number of flamboyant outfits looking pristine, he kicks down her door in the middle of the night, and he wraps her up in doing his evil bidding. And the cherry on top?

She loves it.

Black/green ish hair, a modernized hanfu inspired outfit, and a constant look of ‘well this is my life now.’

[ofescapisms]

@lxvenderhxzehv

Felicity didn’t always want to attend town-wide events, but in the past year they had seemed to become important to whatever was happening in this place so she found herself coming anyways. She spotted Teddy and made a beeline for him, giving him a sympathetic smile. “Hello Teddy, I’ve been meaning to say how sorry I was to hear about Morgan. How are you doing?”

[diamondsheep]

wenas Ram!! estaba viendo un video de "Destripando la Historia" y por el inicio aparecieron Zoro y Franky así que tome captura para que ud lo viera <3

se ve que la andan pasando bien

HOLAAA DRAGON 💙💙💙

AAAA FRANKY Y ZORO MY BELOVEDS 💚💙

Also QUE BUENOOOO !! DESTRIPANDO LA HISTORIA ES DEMASIADO GENIAL 💖✨ !!

por cierto cual video es ese ? 👀✨ i wanna know >:Dc

[blasb]

* STARTER GRUPAL PARA : @ainclcn​ @misvns​ @arigg​

“¿están todos listos?” trinar que sale con un repiqueteo alborozado, quizá desbordante de entusiasmo, que la experiencia le provoca un poco de anhelo infantil, como cuando de niño sueñas con tu vida de adulto y te imaginas haciendo justamente lo que está a punto de suceder; cita doble, y la sonrisa aparece en su rostro.

[callmewhenyougetthis-a]

@waveofstars // devin x felicity

"Well, that wasn't so bad, was it?"

She plopped down on the rocking chair beside Devin, hers thrashing a bit from the force of her sitting down while his swayed gently back and forth. Christmas Eve dinner was checked off Felicity's ever-long list of what the year held, and now there were just a mere handful of things left. The kids were on winter break, Jesse had found a job—albeit, a temporary one—and even she had scored a few days off in the hustle and bustle of the hospital. It was as wonderfully peaceful as the breeze that blew on her porch, where they sat.

"Two ex-convicts, my ex-boyfriend slash-Cookie's-baby-daddy, and my psychotic helicopter mother at my dinner table, and no one set anything on fire." She glanced over her shoulder for a moment into the window behind her, looking into the living room. Her aforementioned mother was reading a story to her children by the Chistmas tree. Jesse was passed out on the recliner. And Rick, Cookie's dad, had left a half hour ago.

She looked back at Devin. For once, it seemed like she was grinning, but there was a tinge of sarcasm to it. She held a wine glass in both of her hands, but soon held one out to him. Her brows wiggled in jest. It was against probation for those recently released and they could very well both land in jail for it, but she thought the night called for celebration. Things hadn't been perfect, but they were on the mend, and before she knew it, Jesse would be out of her house; that was a reason to drink if nothing else.

"Please don't make me drink alone."

[viciousins]

' it's easier for me if you're an unlikable dick , ' she confesses , ' so that falling for you won't ever be a problem i have to worry about . ' @almedas

[simsoftheoperarchive]

A small spoiler for teenage Felicity because at the rate things are going it will take a while for you to see her here at this stage